The Snail Princess and Her Benefactor

"Ah! Who are you..." Hua Chao couldn't help but scream.

She widened her eyes and stared at the man in front of her.

My head felt so confused. What on earth was happening before my eyes?

Who is this man?

Why do he and Brother Yang look so alike? It's like they were carved from the same mold.

The man in front of him looked exactly like Yang Shilin, but his voice was completely different from that of Brother Yang. But for some reason, he always remembered this doting voice deep in his heart.

This voice is so familiar, so familiar that I have hidden it deep in the bottom of my heart, waiting for it to appear.

The fear in Hua Chao's heart grew rapidly. She wanted to escape from here and stay away from this sleeping man, as far away as possible!

She used all her strength to twist her hands, but an invisible force firmly connected her and the man together, and her pair of fleshy palms seemed to grow on his muscular chest.

Drops of sweat were dripping down his forehead, and his clothes were soaked with sweat. Hua Chao felt a sense of powerlessness rising in his heart.

She gave up struggling and looked in vain at her own delicate hands pressed against his broad and strong chest.

Suddenly Hua Chao realized that the biting coldness that had just been transmitted from the man had turned into waves of slight warm currents, making her body no longer tremble so violently, not knowing whether she was shivering from the cold or from fear.

Hua Chao looked around and found that in this quiet, cold ice-blue world, apart from the flying snow, there were only her and this man who looked like Yang Shilin.

The tall and mighty man in front of him had his eyes closed, as if he was in a deep sleep, his chest rising and falling with his even breathing.

But the palms I pressed on his heart rose and fell with his chest, but I couldn't feel any of his heartbeats.

"Is he dead or just asleep?"

"He was sleeping soundly, how could he make any noise?"

Hua Chao suddenly found a strange question and couldn't help but ask himself.

"The name he called out just now didn't seem to be mine, but why did I mistakenly think he was calling out my name?"

An astonishing idea suddenly flashed through Hua Chao's mind, and she couldn't help but stare at that handsome face again in astonishment.

"Who on earth was he calling?"

Hua Chao tried hard to recall, but couldn't remember the name for a moment.

Just now, her attention was all on the little Wo who was about to disappear, and she didn't hear clearly what name the man called.

Hua Chao was still trying hard to recall when suddenly an ice-blue spiritual power flashed across his eyes like lightning.

This familiar color made Hua Chao's heart, which was already beating like a drum, beat even faster, as if it was about to jump out of his throat.

"Isn't this the color of the ice-blue crescent mark on my body!" Hua Chao exclaimed in his heart.

She tried to find where the icy blue light came from, only to see that the light became increasingly brighter and stronger.

Hua Chao stared intently, his eyes resting on the man's left arm, on the muscular and strong arm. The flickering and erratic ice-blue color was emanating from there.

The seemingly faint ice-blue spiritual power was like a star in the dark night. The light was gradually becoming brighter, as if it would burst out of the man's left arm in the next moment.

Hua Chao had forgotten about her hands and was still clinging to the man's broad and solid chest. She stood there as if under a spell, staring at the icy blue color, afraid to miss any details.

Time seemed to have frozen. In this entire peaceful world, only a hint of ice-blue spiritual energy was gently swaying, appearing and disappearing, showing that this was not a static world.

Hua Chao stared intently at the ice-blue spiritual power, and suddenly, she felt a familiar strange feeling in her right arm!

This feeling was like an electric shock, instantly hitting her mind!

Hua Chao's heart trembled as he realized that the ice-blue crescent mark on his right arm was about to move.

Whenever this strange feeling came over her in the past, a powerful spiritual power would surge out of the ice-blue crescent mark on her right arm.

However, at this moment, there was no spiritual power around him at all. Since he had lost all his spiritual power, how could the crescent mark on his right arm generate spiritual power for no reason?

Hua Chao looked at his right arm in astonishment, and saw that his palms were pressed against the man's broad chest, and his right arm was indeed flashing with a faint ice-blue glow.

Hua Chao couldn't believe what she saw. She widened her eyes and moved her gaze to the man's left arm.

Sure enough, the ice-blue color emanating from there was exactly the same as the ice-blue color on his right arm. Even the frequency of the two ice-blue flickering spots was the same. One was bright and the other was dark, as if a pair of affectionate lovers were confiding in each other.

Hua Chao's mind was blank at this moment. So many things happened in a short period of time that she was unable to react for a while.

Does this world really exist, or was my previous self just an illusion?

Staring blankly at the two icy blue spots that flickered in front of him, Hua Chao felt that everything around him began to spin.

The two ice-blue spots in the eyes gradually got closer and closer, and suddenly, they completely merged together to form a quiet ice-blue bubble.

Hua Chao watched the crescent mark on his right arm slowly bulge out, and it actually pounced directly into the fused ice-blue bubbles.

And at the moment when his ice-blue crescent mark rushed into the bubble, another ice-blue crescent also rushed into the bubble.

As soon as the two crescents entered the ice-blue bubble, they swirled and entangled with each other, like a pair of lovers who had not seen each other for a long time.

The flickering spiritual light tightly surrounds the two crescents, revealing endless tenderness and longing.

Hua Chao was almost stunned by the scene before him. What was going on?

"Weng Rong...Weng Rong..."

That doting voice sounded again, rushing into Hua Chao's eardrums, and going down along her eardrums, down... rushing towards her heart.

And almost at the same time, the two crescent moons in the ice-blue bubbles in front of him suddenly burst out with dazzling ice-blue spiritual power.

The entire barrier was illuminated as bright as day, and the man in front of Hua Chao's eyes, his broad chest began to rise and fall violently.

It was as if something was running rampant inside his body, and his body began to tremble as if he was in pain.

However, Hua Chao had no time to care about the pain of the man in front of her.

At this moment, the voice inside Hua Chao's body was like a spell, or even more like a key, opening the door to the forgotten memories deep in her heart.